Don't feel bad Jodi. I've had a *something* in my house for years and I'm still around to tell the tale(s).
It freaked me out at first when so many strange *incidents* added up and I couldn't explain them away anymore. The first time I actually saw "it" I spent the next few days staying out of my house and finally said to myself, "This is silly." What choice do you have? Move or deal with it? I don't even think about it anymore. Every once in a while something will happen, I'll get caught off guard for a minute, then just shrug and go on about my daily business.
Now, you want stories? I could tell you some stories. I actually have a journal where I log the most stand out incidents.
